Benz lyrics

by

Quentin Miller


[Chorus: Quentin Miller]
On everything I love my daughter gon' drive Benz
Flexin' on her so-called friends
On everything I love her mama gon' drive Benz
Flexin' on her so-called friends
On everything I love my mama gon' drive Benz, n*gga
Flexin' on her so-called friends
Yeah, we gon' drive Benz

[Verse 1: Quentin Miller]
Alright, okay
I'm gon' do the Hugo watch
My mama gon' do the two-door drop
Yeah, I'ma hit up Lennox with the knots
Hella bags from the Nike Store
Watch all them hoes flock, thanks a lot
Thanks for not giving me sh*t
Okay, they tried to act like I didn't exist
Okay, I brought it back to the lyrics and sh*t
Y'all still sellin' swag 'cause your lyrics ain't sh*t
Pow-pow-pow-power plays
You hit Follies just to make it scatter, shower rain
I'm tryna hit it with that
"We do not advise you leave the house
For the next couple hours" rain
That flash flood kill the power rain
Yeah, Advil a couple poweraids
For the post-game
My n*gga OG Mack ain't the only n*gga tryna do the most, mane
No coat on that Coltrane, sayin'
[Chorus: Quentin Miller]
On everything I love my daughter gon' drive Benz
Flexin' on her so-called friends
On everything I love my mama gon' drive Benz, n*gga
Flexin' on her so-called friends
On everything I love my brothas gon' drive Benz
Flexin' on they so-called friends

[Verse 2: Jer-Z]
Look, on everything my phone's goin' crazy, I just let it ring
If it's not boutta dollar, conversations I'm burying, dead that
Family over everything, bet that
1317, high society, accept that
Where your check at?
"I ain't got no time" for setbacks
God flow, I guess you call these blessed raps
Mom Dukes needs a Jag, Ruler needs a Benz
I'm thinkin' bout jets by the fleet and I ain't tryna rent
I'm heaven sent with a warrior's spirit and peaceful intent
Not to mention wisdom and strength of a thousand men
I can't pretend, I keep it real
I look like a house n*gga, but I seen the field
Please don't try to mob 'cause I keep a steel
'Cause people kill

[Chorus: Jer-Z]
On everything I love my mama gon' drive Benz
Flexin' on her so-called friends
On everything I love my niece gon' drive Benz, yeah
Flexin' on her so-called friends
On everything I love my brothas gon' drive Benz, yeah
Flexin' on they so-called friends
(And they gon' be bulletproof, f*ck n*gga, mob)
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